User blog comment:Bartholomew Billberry Bowstring/Tavern of the Rusted Claw/@comment-3135907-20110816211631/@comment-3135907-20110816213211

Swisher, an old ferret who sits in the corner of the inn for all eternity(it seems he never leaves ever since his ship was wrecked on the other side of the island), sits up and coughs. "Oh, nothin', jus' keepin' an eye out as usual. One eye, o' course." He points to the patch over his right eye an chuckles, then sits back down.